Resent, Reject, Regret

Resent Reject, Regret By Aqua Summers Chapter 269

Chapter 269 Don’t Hate Me

‘You still have me.’ Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

In the past, Deirdre would not have been relieved. Instead, she would have been haunted by Brendan’s remark. However, Deirdre lowered her gaze now and felt her heart, which was sealed in ice, begin to crack slowly.

She actually found Brendan’s remark convincing; perhaps it was due to Ophelia’s presence that her withered heart had been restored. She had found a way to pursue her dream and she was no longer living like a zombie.

Similarly, she would not attach any hope to Brendan, like she had in the past.

She felt that her current life was pretty great. Her mother would return to her when her illness was cured, and she would be working in the meantime. That was already enough for her, and she would be able to leave without feeling any disappointment. and live a life that belonged to her when Brendan was bored of her.

“Hmm.”

She answered nonchalantly in a very soft tone, as if the voice came from her throat. However, Brendan managed to hear her reply, which lasted a brief moment, and his dark eyes were tainted with joy.

‘Did she answer me? Has she responded to my remark?

‘She did not chuckle in a self-mocking manner, like she did in the past, and she did not turn a deaf ear to me either. She answered my remark. Does this signify that her heart is already showing a sign of change?”

At the thought, Brendan suddenly felt as if his chest was burning hot, as if something was boiling inside him.

“Brendan …” Deirdre raised her head and asked in confusion, “Why are you hands… shaking?”

‘Am I shaking? Am I actually shaking?’

Brendan suppressed the tremor and hugged Deirdre tightly without answering her question. He exhaled and caressed her hair as he said, “Out of happiness.

“Deirdre, I’m very happy that you replied to me. I promise you that I will take care of you and I will never…”

‘Do anything that will hurt you again to make up for the pain resulting from Ophelia’s death.”

Sensing Brendan’s strength, Deirdre felt her chest tighten for a moment for no apparent reason. She felt suffocated.

Afterward, Brendan was so exhausted that he chose to squeeze into Deirdre’s bed to sleep with her.

The hospital bed was not huge, so they were sleeping so close to each other that they were connected. Brendan held her hand throughout the whole process and fell asleep soon.

When the nurse came, she was rather surprised. She hastily said, “Ms. McKinnon, are you alright? The hospital bed is so small that your arm might get hurt accidentally… Would you like me to set up a new cot for you?”

“It’s fine.”

Deirdre’s injured arm was on the other side coincidentally, and she knew that Brendan was a light sleeper. She did not have the courage to move too much, so she kept her upper body stiff as she said,

“I’m fine. You don’t need to go to the trouble to do that.”

The nurse, who was only put at ease by Deirdre’s remark, dressed Deirdre’s palm with fresh bandages before she left.

Deirdre lay down cautiously and found herself extending her hand toward Brendan. She stopped on his nose bridge before sliding down all the way to his chiseled lower jaw.

It felt as if the man had truly changed into another person, and that was why she wanted to feel him with her hand to confirm that he was still Brendan.

She figured that they were both sleeping on their sides, facing each other, because she could feel the man’s even breathing on the side of her ear.

Deirdre shut her eyes and felt the grip of the hands holding hers growing tighter abruptly.

“Deirdre!”

He looked like he was having a nightmare and he mouthed something that Deirdre could not hear properly. She leaned closer and heard Brendan say, “Deirdre, don’t hate me…”

‘Hate? Hate him?”

Deirdre’s vision was pitch black, but she widened her eyes with great effort in an attempt to see the man’s face.

‘Why would I hate him when I’m satisfied with the current situation?

‘Brendan, are you having a nightmare?’

Deirdre was confused and she forced herself to sleep, her eyebrows furrowed in puzzlement.

When she opened her eyes again, Brendan was already gone.